Chapter 788: Chapter 595: Tonglu’s Observations (Part 2)
The Guild Leader also noticed that there were far fewer people entering and leaving the city gates than he rembered, noticeably much quieter.
Moreover, those entering and leaving were not Half-Beasts anymore, but mostly elves and so intelligent races from the underground.
Among them, many elves were dressed lavishly and mostly in combat attire like armor or magic robes, which was very different from what the Guild Leader knew.
In his impression, the elves he had seen, except those captured as slaves, mostly wore elegant elf robes.
“It seems the customs of the Elf Clan have changed, becoming more martial; it’s no wonder they were able to defeat the Half-Beasts,”
he thought to himself.
In the world of Segis, strength was fundantal.
This was a creed the Guild Leader had always believed in.
The subtle changes in the Elf Clan made him have so guesses about the help ntioned by the Pope.
With that in mind, he planned to let his griffon fly nearby to find food, while he entered Sandstorm City to visit the Goddess’s Divine Favored.
However, his Golden Griffin, usually brave and fond of foraging freely, refused to leave him, curling up and trembling as if sensing so natural enemy.
*Hmm?*
The Guild Leader was puzzled.
Just then, a loud dragon’s roar ca from the sky.
He looked up and saw a majestic black dragon flying toward him.
“A Black Dragon?!”
his expression turned serious at once.
He didn’t expect to see the most brutal dragon species in the colored dragons here in the desert.
And judging from the aura… it was strong!
Even if it wasn’t legendary, it was probably at the pinnacle of Upper Gold; considering the fighting power of dragons, he was not confident he could defeat it.
“A Black Dragon… is it going to attack Sandstorm City?”
he thought gravely.
The appearance of a black dragon over a city could only suggest this.
As he gazed at the black dragon, it also noticed him.
More precisely, it noticed the griffon beside him.
“Hmm? A griffon?”
He heard a voice from the sky, still sowhat youthful.
The voice was much younger than he had imagined…
A young dragon?
Could there really be such a large young dragon among the black dragons?!
Listening to the black dragon’s voice, he was surprised.
“Huh? And… a Dwarf? A legendary one?”
After noticing the griffon, the black dragon finally discovered the Guild Leader’s presence.
Mainly because he was so small; if not for the overwhelming aura of a Legendary Warrior, he might have been overlooked.
Then, under his vigilant gaze, the circling black dragon descended in front of him.
Its nacing facial scales trembled slightly, releasing a powerful dragon’s aura, and it asked seriously,
“Dwarf, you are legendary, aren’t you? A legend… what are you doing in Sandstorm City?”
*Hmm?*
Could it be that it’s not attacking the city?
Moreover, why does it sound more like it’s on Sandstorm City’s side?
He was slightly astonished.
“Mairrel! Don’t scare him! This is the envoy from the Dwarf Clan visiting Serenadil!”
Just when he was bewildered, a crisp female voice ca over.
Afterward, he saw the black dragon instantly retract its dragon’s aura, showing a surprisingly sinister smile:
“Oh? It’s an envoy? I thought it was an enemy…”
*Hmm?*
Could this be a black dragon with a contracted partner?
He was even more surprised.
Black dragons were known to be very proud; for one to obey, it had to be a contracted partner.
As the most violent existence among the colored dragons, there weren’t many intelligent creatures in the world of Segis that could contract with a black dragon.
Who could this be, to have a dragon close to legendary strength as a contracted partner?
Moreover… they knew his identity!
Could it be that the Lady Life Goddess already knew of his arrival?
Curious, he looked in the direction of the voice.
However, when he saw the source, his expression was filled with amazent once more.
“An elf?”
It was a female elf.
Her strength was low, Silver Lower, wearing a magic robe that shimred with a faint aura.
And if he wasn’t mistaken, the magic robe she wore, along with the magic wand in her hand embedded with a gemstone the size of a head, were likely Divine Artifacts…
This must be a high-ranking mber of the Elf Clan’s church!
Though her strength was sowhat lacking…
he thought inwardly.
As he assessed the female elf, she turned to him with a slight smile:
“You must be the Dwarf envoy, Lord Guild Leader. I am Little Xian Miao, Guild Leader of the Elf Guild ‘Moe Moe Committee.'”
After speaking, she pointed to the black dragon:
“This fellow is Mairrel, the Guardian appointed by our Goddess of Sandstorm City.”
Listening to the elf’s introduction, the black dragon puffed out its chest proudly, full of arrogance.
The Guild Leader was sowhat unexpected.
The black dragon was actually the Guardian appointed by the Life Goddess?
A peculiar black dragon that had converted to the Life Goddess?!
Wait…
Moe Moe Committee?
Wasn’t this the group those two elves had just ntioned?
Could it be… a high-status group among the Elf Clan?
In an instant, his expression turned solemn.
He bowed to Little Xian Miao and said:
“Hello, friends of the Elf Clan, I am the envoy from the Dwarf Kingdom, the Guild Leader, entrusted by the Pope to visit the Life Church.”
Little Xian Miao nodded:
“I already know, Lord Guild Leader, please follow .”
…
Following the elf girl who ca to greet him, he boarded a carriage prepared by the elves and entered Sandstorm City.
Compared to decades ago, Sandstorm City had undergone significant changes.
The most obvious change was the appearance of greenery on the streets, as rows of avenue trees were planted.
He even saw so small gardens.
Indeed, the elves lived up to their reputation. Even in the desert, they did not forget the way of nature.
Another major change was the security in Sandstorm City.
He rembered the chaos in the city, where brawls were commonplace, but after entering Sandstorm City this ti, it only gave him the impression of orderliness.
He didn’t know how the elves had achieved this…
Of course, he naturally didn’t know that the “troublemakers” of Sandstorm City had beco players’ experience points shortly after the city was taken.
There were many elves in Sandstorm City.
In contrast, there were very few Half-Beasts.
As they traveled, he noticed that most elves were in combat gear, either armor or magic robes.
They carried an aura from years of battle, surpassing even that of the continent’s experienced rcenaries.
However, their levels were mostly low, ranging from Black Iron Upper to Silver Lower.
Of course, this low level was only in comparison to himself.
When looking at the entire race’s strength, the Elf Clan’s level had already far surpassed that of the Dwarf Clan.
This discovery made him sigh; the Elf Clan was truly deserving of once being the Silver Race. After having their True God, their level had risen so quickly.
The carriage was open-top, neither too fast nor too slow.
Along the way, many elves warmly greeted the two of them.
Especially after seeing him, many had bright eyes and smiling faces, giving him the impression they were trying to please…
This scene made him sigh inwardly:
The Elf Clan, truly a warm and kind race…
The only thing he found odd were the elves’ walking styles.
Perhaps hopping and climbing were currently popular in the Elf Clan.
While curiously observing around, he conversed with the elf girl, sharing a lot about the Dwarf Kingdom and learning much about Elf Forest.
A dozen minutes later, the carriage stopped in front of a solemn and majestic temple.
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Yesterday, the ti it took for the dwarf to travel was miscalculated, it should have been two days, but it was written as five days. It has now been corrected.
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